“1 guess we are due for a wigging from the chief,” said one.
“Well,” said the other. “It was worth it.”
Leonard, Jimmy and the two girls bade the officers good-bye and made their way to Wilson’s drug store. Mr. Wilson himself came running to the door as they approached.
“Where have you been?” he demanded. “Your father has been scouring the town for you. He is almost frantic.”
“We have been rescuing Jimmy,” replied Shirley. “Where is Dad now?”
“I guess he is at the police station.”
“Then he’ll be back in a few minutes,” said Shirley. “The officers will tell him where we are.”
Her prophecy proved correct, and five minutes later Mr. Willing dashed breathlessly into the store.
“Shirley,” he cried, and clasped his daughter in his arms.
“You almost frightened your father to death,” he said, releasing her at last. “Where have you been?”